A New Path

Home from work to find everything burned.
All our possessions collected and earned.
The Formica table, my leather armchair
and photo albums soaked beyond repair.

Two tanker trucks with hoses spraying water
as I stood to the side, hugging my daughter.
My wife offered solace as she took my hand.
We all thanked God that we still had our land.

The Fireman have finished, the Chief explains,
but they want to help salvage any remains.
Our homeowners insurance would cover the loss,
as Christ covered our sins while he hung on the cross.

We graciously lived in the church for a year
and that's when I turned to a brand new career.
I chose to give back to the one who saved
and help beat the devil from those he enslaved.

We seem to have less now, yet so much more,
seeing things differently than we did before.
Sometimes the Lord shakes us from our tree
So he can place us where he needs us to be.